"Exercise some restraint. I'm afraid you'll accidentally become a mother. Heaven and earth bear witness—you're still a child yourself."
Sui Shen Shuang tugged at Sui Shen Yao and whispered a best friend's advice into her ear.
"Get lost. I'm fucking five hundred years old."
Sui Shen Yao gritted her teeth and continued glaring at Li Tianming.
In terms of fighting, she had lost to Li Tianming and was now convinced. But she had even lost a war of words, which left her extremely displeased.
Thinking back to their first consciousness cultivation session, when they changed clothes afterward, she had been deeply unhappy. Why did she have to lose at something like that too?
There was no helping it. She had been born competitive...
Still, being with Sui Shen Yao brought a peculiar feeling.
That was, the more they fought and the more he tormented her, the more delighted he felt. The smile never left Li Tianming's face.
Truthfully, throughout his rise, he had tormented Sui Shen Yao time and again. From lowborn blood to Little Li, and now Lord Husband, the way she addressed him had kept changing.
He had bullied her into happiness.
For her, today was a day worth commemorating. Once she passed five hundred, she would no longer be a Creation Disciple but a Myriad Universe Disciple, and many cultivation resources would be reset to zero.
"Yaoyao."
Li Tianming suddenly called out to her.
"What?"
Sui Shen Yao looked at him unhappily.
"Today, I'm giving you some gifts."
He had promised her.
After speaking, Li Tianming took out one Myriad Dao barrel after another from his spatial ring, placing them before her.
However, they contained Yin-Yang Wickedfire.
One barrel held one unit.
Ten units in total!
He did not dare give her too much, or he would